Song Ci has no time to reflect, saving people is like fighting fire!

The golden three minutes of first aid may have passed, the patient is in great danger, and she must work harder.

She closed her eyes and didn't look at her lifeless face. It will bring back those bad memories for her, remembering her mother who died in her arms in her previous life.

Song Ci forced himself to concentrate, endured the discomfort of overuse of mental power, and carefully examined inch by inch along the blood vessels.

Hit an obstacle.

She was not surprised, and slammed into it!

After repeating it a few times, the clot that was blocking the blood vessel was flushed open a little gap.

Song Ci happily wrapped in the blocked blood flow, rushed towards the loose place, and narrowly passed a level.

The coagulated lumps were not completely shattered, but were broken into tiny pieces that slowly flowed through the bloodstream.

I don't know where I'm going to get stuck next, clogging the thinner blood vessels.

Song Ci didn't struggle here, but chose to grasp the big and let go of the small, first check whether there are any major embolisms in the blood vessels, and ensure the basic aortic blood circulation.

Song Ci worked hard silently, because of his unproficiency and excessive use of mental power, his head faintly began to dizzy, and cold sweat soaked his back.

But she didn't stop.

These sufferings are nothing compared to previous lives.

The most important thing is that she still has a little bit of the ability to save people, so there is no reason to hesitate or let go.

She didn't want to see her loved ones die in front of her eyes anymore, it was a bad feeling.

Li Shengnan was not idle, using a little simple medical knowledge he learned from his aunt to help his unconscious mother-in-law do first aid.

It is not good to pinch the tiger's mouth in the pinching of people, and untie a needle from the body, and pierce the mother-in-law's finger with the tip of the needle, and the blood squeezed out is black.

But the man still didn't wake up.

Li Shengnan stubbornly ordered her mother-in-law to prick all ten fingers of her mother-in-law with blood, and put black blood out, and she tried to do artificial respiration.

After tossing and turning for a long time, the person finally woke up, and almost exhausted Li Shengnan's half of his life.

Daddy Song's condition over there is better, at least he has been sober.

Song Chunan didn't care about anything else, according to his daughter-in-law's appearance, he also pricked his father's fingers, and the blood released was also black.

"Milk, you're awake, you're scared to death!"

Song Miao sat paralyzed, unconsciously tears flowing all over her face.

Everyone also breathed a sigh of relief, and their heads were covered in sweat.

"Song Ci, what's wrong? Shengnan, look at your daughter, she seems to be fainting!"

The captain was calmer in the end, and immediately noticed that something was wrong with Song Ci.

"Bao'er!"

Li Shengnan shouted in a panic, holding his mother-in-law who had just woken up in his arms, and he couldn't hold his daughter.

Song Chunan protected his father with one hand, don't bump into it, and with the other hand, he grabbed the girl who fell forward, and his heartbeat was about to stop.

Song Ci was powerless to be planted in his father's arms, his eyes were black, he squeezed out a smile, and said angrily:

"I'm fine, I just want to save my milk, I'm overexerting myself and I'm a little tired. I'll get some sleep......"

Before she could finish speaking, she closed her eyes and fell limply.

Li Shengnan's blood was cold, and he was so stiff that he couldn't even move a finger.

Song Chunan hugged the fainted girl, lowered her head and tried it, and let out a big breath:

"It's okay, I'm still angry, I'm just tired and faint. Just get some sleep. ”

Li Shengnan heard his voice faintly and muttered:

"What?"

Song Chunan shouted to her loudly:

"My daughter is fine! She's just so tired, she's just saving people......

The buzzing voice in Li Shengnan's head was driven away, and he felt that the soul that had floated out flew back again, gritting his teeth and scolding:

"You bastard, girl, why are you crying? You're scared me to death, do you know!"

Song Chun'an stared hard, couldn't spare his hand to wipe his face, and roared back stiffly:

"Who is crying? I'm blinded by the sand! You're the one who cries like a dog! Don't cry, it's ugly. ”

Song Xin was still holding the needle in his hand, and asked in a low voice:

"Do you want to prick your sister and bleed?"

"You dare!"

Song Chunan and Li Shengnan scolded angrily in unison.

Song Xin was so frightened that the needle in his hand fell off, and he hurriedly lowered his head to look for it.

Yu Aihong didn't look like it, and stretched out her hand to Song Chun'an:

"Give me the child. ”

"Don't give it!"

Song Chunan hugged his daughter tightly, catching and biting whom.